PCT 2018 Day 58, June 19, Tuesday.
Start mile 1206.2, flat spot
End campsite at 1231.4
Miles walked: 25.2
Yesterday I forgot to say that a new PCT re-route for a few miles was in place, but I stuck to the old route because my gps and maps had that path. The new route moved to the east side of some lakes, and encouraged motorized vehicles on the west side. 
Saunter passes me, grumbling about the new route, which he took. He was moving fast, not sauntering. 
The area here is characterized by many large rock outcroppings of crumbling rock, tall trees and thick forest, and fewer water sources. The water sources are now once every few miles, like a normal trail, not the insane concentration of once every 200 feet like in the Sierras. 
The day has a couple of 1k climbs, but is mostly gentle downhill or level. 
Where are all the southbound hikers we were rumoured to meet? Not one today. Aside from Saunter, it is only me out there.
Finished audiobook The Tragedy of Puddinhead Wilson, by Mark Twain.
I meet BoyscoutsWheelChair and SunriseChardonnay, southbound, at the small church that provides free camping. They say I am done with snow!
After several hours of dense forest cover, suddenly the trail gets above trees for a few miles. 
The trail gains a broad ridge with views, and follows for a few miles. 
As I climb, rain turns to pellet snow and covers the path. 
Later I climb down lower in altitude, and rain showers resume. With no sun for most of the day, the temperature is cold, and I must wear down vest, windbreaker, raincoat, and gloves for warmth, though keeping walking all day is the main way to keep warm. 
Toward the end of the day many switchbacks bring me down to 5k elevation, and I camp just a few miles from town, with rain against the tent until I fall asleep.